Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1987–1996): Season 7, Episode 2 - The Starchild - full transcript

A small alien being, named Quirx, crash-lands on Earth, with intergalactic stormtroopers in hot pursuit. The Turtles must figure out how to get Quirx back to his home planet, before Earth is destroyed.

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DONATELLO:
Ah, there's nothing like
a stroll through the city dump.

Yeah, except maybe falling
headfirst into a garbage can.

But the city dump's full of
raw materials for my inventions.

Whew. Raw is right, dude.

And by putting this stuff
to good use, I feel I'm making

a contribution to recycling.

You mean you're gonna use
this junk to make more junk?

Why not just leave it where it
is, and eliminate the middleman?

Whoa. I've been looking
for a piece of sheet metal

just like this one.

[OBJECTS RATTLING]

RAPHAEL:
I could have stayed home
in a nice, damp sewer,

but no.

You sure got trashed, dude.

Look, Donatello,
maybe we should get out of here

before somebody gets hurt.

Aw, come on. It was an accident.

What could possibly happen to us
in a junkyard?

Well, a humongo alien starship
could fall on our heads.

Oh-ho-ho, don't be ridiculous.

Look for yourself, dude.

Yeah, does the phrase...

[SHOUTS]
"Run for your lives!"

[NORMAL VOICE]
...come to mind?

[STARSHIP WHOOSHES]

We'd better check this out.

RAPHAEL:
Whoa. I'd say that guy needs
to take a few landing lessons.

[♪♪♪]

The hull should be hot
as a frying pan,

but it's stone cold.

Wait a minute.

What if whatever's in there
isn't friendly?

And what if it's
this enormo alien monster

with dozens of eyes
and giant fangs,

like we saw in that movie
the other night?

Yeah, and what if it's favorite
food is turtles on a half-shell?

And what if
it's in trouble?

I guess we're gonna find out.

LEONARDO:
Uh, pardon us. Anybody home?

It's only us,
four friendly ninja turtles.

And we're probably
just as odd-looking as you are.

[♪♪♪]

Or maybe not.

[GIGGLES]
Hi.

It's a kid.

Quarx.

Is that your name?

[DEVICE BEEPING]

Drako reporting.

I've located the Starchild.

MAN [OVER COMMUNICATOR]:
At last.

When can the fleet
be in position?

Our ETA is two hours.

You have to handle
the situation until then.

Then wish me luck.

I'm gonna need it.

LEONARDO:
Quarx, please, try to explain.

What are you doing
all alone on this ship?

No. I wanna play.

[♪♪♪]

Toys.

No, no, no, Quarx.

Garbage.

Well, maybe to him
it's a toy.

What in the--?

Get that kid out of here.

Now.

Get out of my way, Earthlings,

or I'll have to blast you too.

You aren't gonna blast anybody.

Ah, you missed me by a mile,
waffle-head.

Gotcha, dude.

All right, sarge.

Why are you pickin'
on that little kid?

Oh, you fools.

That's the Starchild, the most
dangerous being in the universe.

[GRUNTS]

Dangerous?

Are you out of your mind?

DRAKO:
You'll find out.

Would someone explain just why
an intergalactic storm trooper

is after a cute, little alien?

One thing's for sure:

We'd better get him
someplace safe

until we can get some answers.

APRIL:
This sure has been
a slow news day.

I think I'll go home.

VERNON:
Oh-ho-ho, no, you won't.

Your shift doesn't end
for another 20 minutes, April.

Besides, a good reporter doesn't
wait around for news to happen.

A good reporter can find a story
just by looking out his window.

[♪♪♪]

What are you staring at,
Vernon?

Uh, nothing.

MAN:
Drako, did you locate
the Starchild?

Yes, but some locals interfered.

[GROANS]

Where is the Starchild now?

I don't know.

My tracking device
was destroyed,

and I lost my blaster.

I'm gonna need reinforcements.

Well, we'll send some
advance ships down to help you,

until the main fleet
is in position.

He won't escape this time.

His ship's all smashed up.

Then we're finally
going to get him.

One way or another.

[♪♪♪]

LEONARDO:
We questioned him all the way
back here, Master Splinter,

and we're still in the dark.

Uh, we don't know who he is,

o-or why he's flying
around the galaxy all alone.

I sense that we should uncover
these mysteries quickly,

my pupils,

or there will be
dire consequences.

Gee, I feel better already.

Where is he now?

Out front. We gave him some

of Michelangelo's Bugman toys
to play with.

And he'd better not lose
any of the accessories.

[TOYS BUZZING]

What in the world?

RAPHAEL:
Whew. That's what I call
a neat trick.

It appears our young friend
possesses telekinetic powers.

[QUARX GIGGLES]

Toys.

Little dude, no!

Uh, I'd say we have a little
discipline problem here.

MICHELANGELO:
Little? Try lethal, dude.

[♪♪♪]

Guys, we have got
to get that kid calmed down

before we all get turned
into turtle kebabs.

Master Splinter, can't you use
your ninja mind control

to make him stop?

Ah, I fear not.

His mental abilities are
infinitely greater than my own.

Such anger. Such rage.

I've never sensed
anything like it.

He's a rude little dude,
all right.

LEONARDO:
What's needed here
is some good old-fashioned

parental authority.

Quarx,
put those things down.

[TURTLES SHOUTING]

Man, I had no idea
parenting was so dangerous.

Now we're going to play a game
called Question & Answer.

No.

Quarx, we want to help you.

I just wanna play.

LEONARDO:
Ah, Quarx, wait.

You've gotta stay with us.

No. Why should I listen to you?

You're not my father.

It sounds like he won't obey
anyone but his father.

He could be anywhere by now.

We might be able to find him
with the tracking gear

on the Turtle Van.

Then let's do it.

Master Splinter,
where are you going?

To his spacecraft.

My ninja sense tells me

we must learn more
about this strange child.

Perhaps the ship holds a clue.

[♪♪♪]

Any luck, Donatello?

No, not yet.

I'm hoping he's putting out
some kind of weird energy field

I can lock on to.

Oh, great. In the meantime,

we don't even know if we're
heading in the right direction.

Hey, this is a delicate
operation, Raphael.

It takes a lot of precision
and technical skill.

POLICE DISPATCHER [ON RADIO]:
All units. Officers need
assistance, 97th and Chestnut.

It's some kind of weird
alien being.

MICHELANGELO:
Forget technical skill, dude.
Just step on it.

[TIRES SCREECH]

[TIRES SCREECH]

POLICE OFFICER:
Surrender quietly
or we'll have to use force.

Whew. If he threw a tantrum
when Raphael yelled at him--

Think how he'll react
when those cops start blasting.

LEONARDO:
Officer, hold your fire.

[GASPS]
More aliens.

You don't watch much TV, do you?

Hey, little star dude.
Remember us?

Listen, amigo. What say
you put those cars down, huh?

No, they're my toys.

But if you come with us,
we'll find you

some even-more-awesome toys
to play with.

Okay.

[♪♪♪]

So help me,
if I get trashed one more time,

I am quitting the show.

Okay, amigo. Let's go.

[POLICE RADIOS CHATTERING]

MICHELANGELO:
Little dude, stop.

Oh, no.

[BODIES THUD]

[SIRENS WAILING]

[COMMUNICATOR BEEPS]

APRIL:
Guys, it's April.

Uh, we're a little busy.

Then you're not interested
in the fact

that four alien starfighters
are about to land

outside Channel 6?

Well, it's probably
more of those wackos

who are after Quarx.

Hang on, April.
We'll be right there.

Michelangelo and I will handle

those blaster-crazed
alien storm troopers.

You two get that kid
calmed down.

Oh, sure.
Give us the easy job.

He's flitting all over the place
like a bat.

POLICE OFFICER:
We can't handle this thing.
Call in the National Guard.

Hey, he stopped
three blocks north of here.

[TIRES SCREECH]

Oh, wow. What a story.

Uh, yeah. Great.

Uh, Mom was right.

I should have become
a periodontist.

MICHELANGELO:
Man, those ships
sure have taken a beating.

And we're gonna
take a beating

if we don't get the jump
on those goons.

Come on.

[STAIRS BEEPING]

All right,
let's nail that Starchild.

You're the ones
who are gonna get nailed.

[♪♪♪]

[GRUNTS]

DRAKO:
Take those green freaks out.

[ALIENS GRUNT]

[VAN APPROACHING]

[BRAKES SCREECH]

Hey, there, little Quarx.

We wanna help you,
Quarx.

Don't want help.

Just want to play.

But playing won't solve
your problems.

[HEAVY RUMBLING APPROACHING]

Oh, man.
Here we go again.

SOLDIER:
There he is. Fire.

Everybody tries to hurt me.

No, Quarx.
They just don't understand you.

RAPHAEL:
Well, uh,
that could have gone better.

Quarx, wait.

You've got to come with us.

No. You're not my father.

Why does he keep saying that?

We'd better check in
with Leonardo and Michelangelo.

I mean, maybe they're having
better luck than we are.

Heh. Well,
that wouldn't be hard.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

These must be the ship's
computer records.

Perhaps they will offer
some clue to Quarx's origin.

But I can't read
this alien language.

This may take
a bit of searching.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

Why don't you freaks clear out
and let us do our job?

Not if it means
hurting that kid.

[ROARS]

What a story.
Come on, Vernon.

Let's move in
for a closer shot.

Vernon!

Cowabunga!

Come.

We'll continue the search
by ship.

[STAIRS BEEPING]

MICHELANGELO:
Not so fast, space dudes.

[ENGINES POWERING DOWN]

[BRAKES SCREECH]

LEONARDO:
How did it go with Quarx?

Oh, fine.

Everything's completely
out of control.

[DEVICE BEEPING]

You fools. If you don't let us
find that Starchild,

your whole planet
could be obliterated.

Hah. Yeah, right.

How are you losers
gonna obliterate a planet

with no ships?

[DEVICE BEEPING]

Uh, guys, I'm picking up

about 4000 blips, all heading
straight toward Earth.

MAN:
Attention, people of Earth.

We have your planet surrounded.

We have come for the Starchild.

You have 30 minutes
to deliver him to us,

or we shall be forced
to destroy him,

even if it means destroying
your planet.

[♪♪♪]

MAN:
I repeat, you have 30 minutes
to turn the Starchild

over to us, or we will
open fire on your planet.

All right, you goons.

Why is a whole starfleet
out to zap one little kid?

That is no ordinary child.

The Starchild
has caused destruction

on hundreds of worlds
throughout the galaxy.

But he's just a child.

A child with incredible powers.

Those of us who survived
banded together,

determined to stop him
from destroying more worlds.

We've been pursuing him
for more than two centuries.

How could he remain a kid
for that long?

The Starchild
has infinite powers.

It can be whatever it wants.

The armada doesn't want
to destroy your planet,

but if that's what it takes
to spare other worlds

from the destruction,
so be it.

Uh, guys. Huddle time.

I don't want to sound
pessimistic, but, uh,

I don't see a way
out of this one.

We can't let those goons
destroy him.

MICHELANGELO:
Yeah. He may be
totally destructive,

but he's just a kid.

It sounds to me like he needs
to grow up a little.

You know,
that might just be the answer.

Say, maybe Master Splinter's
turned something up.

You go to the ship
and find out.

We'll find Quarx with the
Turtle Van and meet up with you.

Uh, April, can I borrow
your news van?

[♪♪♪]

All right,
we'll get you the Starchild.

Just stay put
and don't interfere.

[♪♪♪]

Those fools will never be able
to capture the Starchild.

[CHUCKLES]

And besides, I must have
his power for myself.

[♪♪♪]

Seek out the Starchild.

SPLINTER:
I have found
a promising file, Donatello.

[COMPUTER HUMMING]

[BEEPS]

MAN [ON RECORDING]:
Personal log of Merrick.

Date: 6319.

I am having continued success
with the experiment

to give my son Quarx
extraordinary powers.

That guy Merrick
is Quarx's father.

In time, under my guidance,
his powers will grow.

For if our planet is to survive

this terrible interstellar war,

Quarx is our only hope.

Date: 6321.

It's too late.

Out planet is doomed,

and Quarx is too young
to understand his mission.

Poor Merrick.

But what was his mission
for Quarx?

I think I understand.

He gave his son powers
which would enable him

to put an end to the war.

But since he never
got to tell Quarx--

The boy never got a chance
to grow up

and use his powers
constructively.

And he won't grow up for anyone
but his father,

which means we're sunk.

Not necessarily,
Donatello.

Come with me.

[♪♪♪]

[BRAKES SCREECH]

Hey, little bud.

It's us.

QUARX:
Go away.

Ah, it's no good.

He doesn't trust us anymore.

[COMMUNICATOR BEEPS]

DONATELLO: How's it goin', guys?
Terrible.

Have you found Quarx?

He's in the park.

But he's not gonna stay there
very long.

You've got to keep him there,
no matter what it takes.

We're on our way with help.

RAPHAEL:
Now, how in the heck are we
supposed to make him stay put?

Dudes,
I am about to be brilliant.

Check this out.
Let's go play in the park.

It just might work.

[♪♪♪]

Whoa, totally awesome fun,
eh, guys?

Uh, right. Whee!

Uh, oh, boy, is this fun.

Whoa.

MICHELANGELO:
Hey, little dude.

Come on and play with us.

Okay.

[♪♪♪]

Whew. Looks like everything's
gonna be just--

--rotten!

Oh, man.

Talk about bad timing.

Look, Quarx,
I'm one of your kind.

I'm the friend
you've always been looking for.

Come closer.

Don't do it, Quarx.

That's it.
Just a little closer.

RAPHAEL:
Hey, if I didn't know better,

I'd say that was some kind
of hypnotic device.

We've got to take
these machines out.

[GRUNTS]

Now.

[GRUNTS]

[EXCLAIMS]

In just a few more seconds,
you will do my bidding,

and I'll use your power
to conquer the universe.

Get ready to rethink
your career goals, bozo.

DRAKO:
No!

You tricked me.

Everybody hates me.

No, little dude. Honest.

Well, now, ho-- Hold on.
I-I hate him.

[TURTLES GRUNT]

MERRICK'S VOICE:
Quarx. Stop it.

[GASPS]

Father?

My son,
I had to leave you

before I could teach you
to use your powers.

It is time for you to use them
to help others,

and to end war.

War is the reason
I cannot be with you.

But if you use
the powers I gave you

to create peace
throughout the galaxy,

my spirit will be with you
always.

Farewell, my son.

It is time for you
to grow up.

Ah, the smoke bomb
was a nice effect, sensei.

I only hope my ninjutsu
mind powers convinced him.

Farewell, Father.

He's repaired all the ships.

The Starchild has evolved.

Listen to me, all of you.

I am sorry
for the harm I caused you.

I-I was a child, and--
And didn't know any better.

But I've grown up now,
and if you'll let me,

I will return with you
to your home worlds

and undo the damage I caused,

just as I have repaired
your ships.

Then we can live together
in peace.

Very well.

Join us, Quarx.

Quarx, w-what happened to him?

Oh, I zapped him
to a prison planet

in the Rigel system.

Catch you later, dudes.

[♪♪♪]

Whoa. All right.
I like that star dude's style.

Yep. I hate to brag,

but I'd say we did a pretty
darned good day's work.

And we have learned
an important lesson, my pupils.

Each of us is given
special powers.

When we are childish
and use them selfishly,

these powers are weakened.

But as we learn
to care about others,

our abilities grow.

And that is true maturity,
my students.

Absolutely, sensei.

Uh, would you excuse us
for a moment?

[♪♪♪]

Uh, don't worry, sensei.

We'll get around to maturing.

Uh, one of these days.

[♪♪♪]